Every day, people staring at me
Hatred like raging beasts in a cage
I feared like the prey
As they are ready to kill
Bullied, hated, and forsaken
Hoping someone could save me
From the world that hates my existence
Chained by the loneliness
Carry the heavy burden
Struggled from the bests
Suffered by the savages
A prisoner to be tortured
I was being hated
Treated like a weakling
Great wounds and scars on my skin
In hopes that I could be treated better from hatred
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POEMS I
PoetryThe first book of my poems. All of them are written from my past years when I first started writing,
